Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 651

"Return? What do you want, kid?" Zhao Hu said coldly, "Could it be that you still want to keep me, Mr. Zhao, here?"

Zhao Hu was furious. With his status and strength, he thought that he had given Jiang Mo great face by being able to back down.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually still has an inch, and wants to keep him completely. Could it be that his brain is broken? Is it true that the Seven Star Martial Emperor is a soft persimmon, can he be pinched casually?
Zhao Hu thought so in his heart, but he didn't know that in Jiang Mo's eyes, monks below the eight-star Martial Emperor were all the same, and whether he wanted to kill or let him go was entirely up to his own preference.

"You're right!" Jiang Mo sneered, and then said coldly: "Come and not reciprocate!"

"Leader Zhao, you can try my trick too!"

When the words fell, Jiang Mo's originally restrained sword intent suddenly erupted at this moment, like an active volcano, and the majestic sword intent soared into the sky.

The surrounding wind howled, and the cave was cut open one after another by the terrifying sword intent!
"This sword intent is so strong! I'm afraid only a master of swordsmanship can display it! Who is this kid?"

Zhao Hu's heart was already turned upside down, and the sense of horror was like a torrential river, tumbling endlessly.

Facing Jiang Mo's terrifying sword intent like a great river, only when he is in it can he feel his insignificance. At this moment, Zhao Hu feels this way.

He even regretted a little, whether it was worthwhile to provoke Jiang Mo for a World Tree.

But there was not much time left for him to think, because Jiang Mo, who was standing still, suddenly moved.

His figure gradually became blurred, but the palpitating sword intent spread out uncontrollably, instantly sweeping in Zhao Hu below.

"I have a sword that can open the gate of heaven! You, Zhao Hu, fell under this sword today, and you will die without complaint!"

Jiang Mo opened his mouth slowly, and the words that sounded like Sanskrit made Zhao Hu's skin tingle, and an uncontrollable sense of fear spread in his heart in an instant!
Boom!

At this moment, the sky seemed to be split open, and it seemed that the vitality of the whole world poured down towards Zhao Hu.

That feeling is like a drowning person drifting in the sea, suddenly encountering a stormy weather, the turbulent waves several feet high, swallowing his body and soul into the sea!

"Ah - I, Zhao Hu, don't want to die yet!"

Zhao Hu let out a hysterical roar, and he slammed his fists hard on the tungsten steel hammer. Suddenly, the extremely strong tungsten steel hammer turned into countless black iron pieces, forming an iron curtain, trying to block Jiang Mo's slashing The sword of the mountain!
However, everything was in vain. It was also made of metal, but under the power of Jiang Mo's sword, the iron curtain was as fragile as paper.

A sword tore behind the iron curtain, and the cave was also torn into two halves at the same time. Some cultivators who had just arrived and wanted to join in the fun, noticed this terrifying sword intent, and immediately put away their thoughts and fled in an instant. This place is right and wrong!
"what--"

There was another scream, and Zhao Hu's body was divided into two halves by the sword, and a line of blood spread from the position of the sky spirit cover to his lower body.

Immediately, the screams stopped abruptly, because Jiang Mo had activated the Devouring Martial Vessel, swallowing all his blood into it.

Zhao Hu is the genuine Seven Star Martial Emperor. Although Jiang Mo was able to kill him, it took a lot of effort. After devouring Zhao Hu's blood, Jiang Mo recovered a lot of the energy that was close to exhaustion in his body.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Jiang Mo still understands this truth.

Kill the strongest of this group of human monks. Even if the other monks covet the World Tree, they know that Jiang Mo can't be messed with. Even the leader Zhao Huzhao died under Jiang Mo's sword. Dare to take his own life to gamble whether Jiang Mo still has the strength to deal with them.

Jiang Mo had read in ancient books that a special method was required to collect the World Tree and glazed cups. Fortunately, Jiang Mo was very familiar with this method after reading a lot of books.

After half a stick of incense, Jiang Mo uprooted the entire World Tree, together with the glazed cup, and put it in the Zichen space.

The power of the void in Zichen's space is very majestic, so I don't worry that the World Tree will wither because of it.

Boom!

The moment Jiang Mo put away the World Tree, there was a loud booming sound outside the cave, and then the booming sound, like an earthquake, resounded one after another, making Jiang Mo's feet tremble. Trembling.

"Could it be that I pulled out the World Tree, making this Demon King's cave mansion lose its vitality, and is it about to collapse?"

Jiang Mo murmured, and at the same time, he flied outwards to see if he could still find some valuable treasures.

However, to Jiang Mo's disappointment, during the period of fighting with Zhao Hu, all the treasures in the cave were snatched away by the human monks, and even some precious things that could not be taken away were also burned. .

The principle of these people is that if I can't take it away, no one else can get it either!

"Boy, take my life!"

Just as Jiang Mo was pondering, a middle-aged woman shouted suddenly. The middle-aged woman holding the whisk before was obviously a member of the Black Tiger League. Now Jiang Mo even killed the leader Zhao Hu. The woman dared to attack Jiang Mo!

It can be seen that the relationship between the two is absolutely extraordinary!
"This aunt, even your leader has already gone to hell, so why are you so anxious to find him?"

Jiang Mo made a slight mistake in his footsteps, and avoided the fierce blow of the middle-aged woman. After hearing Jiang Mo's words, the middle-aged woman's face was very ugly, and she said: "Master, you have been treating me well. I will be buried with the lord leader!"

Hearing this, Jiang Mo twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, pulled a smile that was not a smile, and said, "As expected! Since you are so loyal to your leader, you should follow him on Huangquan Road!"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly, clenched his fist, and a huge cyan fist print instantly condensed out, smashing hard at the middle-aged woman.

She only has the strength of a five-star Martial Emperor, and she is far behind Zhao Hu. Even Jiang Mo's random punch is not something she can easily handle.

Pedal, pedal, pedal.

She brushed off the dust, and thousands of white threads were entangled, and they were directly connected to the fist mark. Suddenly, a terrible force raged, and her body staggered back more than ten steps.

"Looking for flowers and asking willows!" After stabilizing her figure, the middle-aged woman rushed out again, and the whisk rushed towards her with an extremely terrifying momentum.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

The punch just now was just a blow to the horse, but at this moment, Jiang Mo had already drawn out the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword!
(End of this chapter)